Summer Moon

Chapter 8: Hemophobia Bombshell

Marie's Pov

Our Madam hostel drops bombom in front of us, then followed by the blue and white uniforms that somehow looks like a plaited skirt with a crop top.

What the hell is this? I thought to myself.

'Are we going to become the marching girls for any event?' I ask Bree through our link and she simply shakes her head no in annoyance.

Yeah she hates the proud bastard before us and us engaging in marching girls activities is one of the memories that we find stupid.

I pick it up examining the pieces of clothes.

Eww I drop it on the ground again once I realise what the uniform purpose is for.

Annadin and I exchanged look. I glance back at him.

"What do you expect us to do with these?" I nervously ask him.

"Alpha Ferdinand and the Society wants you guys to wear it and hold the bombom."

"Sorry what event and who is the Society again?" I deadpan.

"Tonight when it's camp fire time and the Society refers to the elites running this camp. You should have read your brochure" he explains, giving us both a serious look.

"That sounds ridiculous John and, I thought there's a game tonight," says Annadin and I nodded my head, agreeing with what she said.

I finally can put a name on the jerk's face.

"It's your first assignment Barlowe and Lincoln. Yes, you're going to cheer for us," said someone from behind us.

Ahhh I hate that voice and cheer is definitely not my thing. I mean I hate marching girls and same goes for cheerleaders.

Why does he have to ruin it?

"I thought we are part of your house's game plan. Aren't we?"I said, gritting my teeth.

"Plans changed. Finley and Maltida will take your place" said Jaxon.

"Say what now?" scoffs Annadin. I shake my head in disbelief before glaring back at Jaxon.

"Sorry but we're not the bombshells for your entertainment. Besides I'm not that flexible as you think I am" I blurted and Jaxon raised his brow.

Shoot! I wanted to abort what I was saying but it was too late.

"What?" I glare at Jaxon and he chuckles upon hearing my words. I groan face palming myself.

Why did I have to say it. Stupid mouth.

"My point is, no can do. I refuse to be your muse again. Let's go Nadin." I stood up and about to go when John held back my arms.

"You don't get to question us or your punishment will be severe," he warns me and I glare at him.

I tried to pry off his hand but his grip tighten.

I scoffed "I believe this is a camp and you have no right to punish us. I mean who are you to do that?And who gives you the right?"

John growl at me.

"John" Jaxon said and move forward to us.

Jaxon looks conflict and also mad but there was something holding him back.

"Do you understand?" John warns me. His eyes color change and set on me. He grips my arm which kinda hurt. Jaxon held back John's other arm.

"John, now that is not a way to treat any lady in our camp" said Jaxon. He removed John's hand from my arm. He looks really pissed like he is about to explode at John. Only I can witness it.

However, his expression changes when John look back and make eye contact with him. He look at John and they stood there for a minute and I know they are mindlinking each other.

I dug my nails into my skin. Fisting my hands together and my eyes focus on them both.

John shakes his head. He look disappointed for a second before he nod his head at Jaxon and walk away from us without another glance or uttering another word to me. Jaxon look at me then to my hands.

"You're bleeding" he said and Annadin gasps from beside me.

I remain still as the thought of blood made me feel light headed and a feeling of nauseated wash over me. I think I am going to pass out right here as my body starts trembling.

"Mar- Barlowe" Jaxon said as he step forward pulling me out of my trauma.

I let out a breath that I did not know I had been holding. I avert my gaze at Jaxon who stops inches away from me as if he realise that we're not alone and Annadin is with us.

I frown at his actions, and the moment of me undergoing hemophobia was long forgotten as my mate presence now fills my thoughts and unanswered questions started to pop on my mind.

Like me wondering why Jaxon isn't showing his affection in public like he did earlier. I also gets to wonder what is stopping him.

Isn't this is the moment for him to play hero with his mate like other possessive wolf male does? I ask myself and look to see around us, only to met with many pair of eyes, staring back at us.

I sigh knowing that I have created another epic commotion for everyone's entertainment today and I now know that Jaxon is embarrassed to let everyone knows that the trouble kid is his mate.

New emotions overwhelms me and I start to feel hurt swell my chest.

"You need to put an ice on your arm. Lincoln take her to the clinic" he said, taking a step back and walk to the other direction.

When he left Annadin is about to drag me with her when I shook my head no at her.

"Nadin, can you please give me a minute. I need to get back to my room" I told Annadin.

"And where are you going without me. You're bleeding?" she argues but I stood my ground.

I didn't want to push her away but I just need sometime alone and I don't want her to know that I have hemophobia. Adding on to that list of reasons I am also afraid to look at the blood in my palms as I don't want to die right there.

I think some of these people especially madam hostel will probably celebrate when he finds out I die of hemophobia.

Yeah it's crazy to think like that but I'm pretty sure he will scream from the top of his lungs that the hemophobia bombshell has died in vain. I shook my head and look at Nadin.

"I... I'll be back please ... I just need to.." I beg her and pray that she won't pick up a a fight.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you when you come back," she said at last.

"I am sorry Nadin," I said, turning around and run to the cabin hoping that I will make it there in time.

I run past other cabins and straight to the one I'm residing at. I hear whistles from some kids standing by and one moron yell at me "she's going to cry for mommy now."

I hear laughter followed afterwards but I ignored them and run in the house. They're the least of my worries now.

I rushed up the stairs, going to my room. I pick out the key in my pocket and try opening the door with it. At the same time I avoided looking at my bloody palms.

"Damn it" I curse when I fail to open it at first attempt. I try again and once it's successfully unlocked I twist the knop and open the door.

I burst through it, heavily panting but I halt in my steps when I  see him sitting on the edge of my bed. My door shut from behind, then I lock it.

I clench my fist digging nails into my flesh again. I can feel amount of liquids dropping from where my nails digs in. My gaze harden as I stare back and I glare with so much hate towards him.

"What do you want?" I spat.

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